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OMG I just saw your reblog. I reread Touch Starved like once a month thank you for taking up a permanent place in my brain 😍😍😍😍😍
tysm omg im glad that you like that one!! honestly i wrote it so quickly and then said peace out to jeggy one shots but i genuinely LOVE touch starved and have been itching to write another one like it. i may just do it 😈
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Susan & Terry || Post-Herbology Buzz
Terry exited greenhouse number three with a smile on his face. Alright, so maybe Herbology was a bit of a soft option that didn't require much cold, hard thinking, but he sort of liked it. It was routine, it was memorization at some points, it was the difference between pulling a leaf too hard and ripping it off, it was both simplicity and complication at the same time- that was why he liked it.
Still, he didn't like it enough to stay behind after class, like a few more plant-oriented students, so he continued up the stone path, wondering what they'd be studying in Defense the Dark Arts. He had a free period before class, so as long as he could keep this good mood for forty-five minutes, maybe Professor Snape's teaching style wouldn't be too painful. He looked up at the sky, noticing that it was a nice day. Well. That could be a fun way to keep his mood.
Whistling a tune, (really, was he whistling?) he walked over to a vantage point on top of a hill, where he could see the Black Lake, only to find a red-headed girl sitting and watching as well. He blushed- oh Merlin, a girl? He considered leaving to preserve his mood, but he thought that might be rude, so instead he tapped her on the shoulder. "Hello, do you mind if I sit with you?"